Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Azerbaijan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Be Bop Deluxe to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Suburban Knight,
The Residents,
Drexciya,
Lucky Dragons,
The Monochrome Set,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lalann,
Negative Approach,
Godley & Creme,
Faust,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nils Olav,
Lakeside,
The Slits,
MDC,
Neu!,
The Alarm Clocks,
Zero Boys,
Suicide,
48th St. Collective,
Gil Scott Heron,
Massinfluence,
Scratch Acid,
Magazine,
Pussy Galore,
Neil Young,
the Human League,
Marc Almond,
Electric Prunes,
Tim Buckley,
Eddi Front,
Grauzone,
Alton Ellis,
LL Cool J,
Brick,
Fifty Foot Hose,
T.S.O.L.,
Radio Birdman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The American Breed,
Eric Copeland,
Idris Muhammad,
Lightning Bolt,
Newcleus,
Fatback Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Bootsy Collins,
OOIOO,
Jeru the Damaja,
Banda Bassotti,
The Litter,
Skarface,
UT,
Crash Course in Science,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Green,
Rosa Yemen,
Gabor Szabo,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.